Ek poshla bristi hoychilo aaj;
Shoroter gondhu buke niye…
Vese jaaoa megh gulo dekhe…
kothay jeno monta gelo haariye.

Vebechhilaam katabo ekta din…
Sudhu tomar sathe ekla hoye kothao…
Vaabinito duniyata boroi kholamela…
Norjordari khuje beray lukai aami joto.

Duto muhurto…
Aar onekta vaabna…
Elomelo khorosrota…
Aaj vasabo onek kagojer nouka…
Pathabo onek nabole otha barta.

Tumi pore dekhbe to?

Kokhono bristi veja ekla mathe bose
Kokhono ba dhu dhu roddur makha
Duto haat bujhi koto kacha kachi
kokhono ba noishobder ojanay vese….

niribili eka pothe haanta
ba tomar chokhe chokh rakha…
kobitar khata niye vaabi
bastob naki chupkotha?

pashapashi koto poth chola;
kohkono ba sudhu bose thaka…
aadh khaoa coffee cup chhuye…
sporshe te valobasha makha.

dekhecho ki bhirer majhe khuje
valobasha hariyeche kotha?
hoyto ba sudhu lukochuri
Chhuye dekha kichhu govirota…

Charidike stobdhota!
Nei sei mughdhota;

Khoniker kothokota,
Mounomukhorota.

Veja chokhe nirobota
Obujh ek katorota.

Thonte sudhu chupkotha
Otit er haansimakha.

Hariye khuji setha;
Lukiye aache jetha…

Purono mughdhota…
Kichhu kotha…Betha…
Ar Valobasha….

1.) Once upon a time…. I think I was able to write a few useless things… & now I don’t….

2.)Nodoubt I was a dreamer…but now I don’t get time to sleep[:P]

3.)I’m quite a crackpot…all the strangest things alwyz happen to me[:P]

4.)I believe I’m the worst person u can have ever seen…

5.)I’m alwyz into muzic..my 2nd 3rd or 4th love may be(pun intended)

6.)Books-thats one thing my passion….

7.)oh & yaa..I’m watching a few movies now a dayz[:P]

8.) may be the most whimsical one on this earth…i love everything & nothing at the same time…

but still i love to love…being in love& to be loved…& I hate to hate & hate to be hated…

now anything left????did u really get anything from this???[:P]

What is terrorism? Terrorism involves extraordinary brutality. It is intended to create enormous fear and involves a planned attack for a purpose, often against something or someone. But sometimes for no reason also. Terrorism is a show full of violence. There is no difference between the motives of various terrorist attacks. Only the way of execution is different. The terrorists want to create fear so that leadership will be questioned. The terrorists want an audience such as a rival ethnic group, a religious group, or an entire country. The terrorists want this audience to experience far-reaching fear.

Who is called “Terrorist?” For some The Iraqi’s are terrorists. But for the Iraqi’s it’s America. Well there is no internationally agreed definition for this. But for us the word terrorist brings fear. Fear of losing our dear and near one’s and even our own lives.

Terrorism reminds us 9/11, it reminds us UN blast in Baghdad. And not to forget what happened few days ago in Bangalore.

The word “suicide bomber” creates panic in our heart. We saw, we read and we fear.

But nobody tries to look inside. Why this crusade of terrorism?

Inadequate democracy and corrupt standards of governance in many Islamic countries may also be a contributory factor in the supply of self killing bombers. Young people who are at a loss dislocated from the state and its institutions are vulnerable to the false promises of jihadism.

We know “Al-Qaeda”, Talibani’s and “Jihadi’s” . But we don’t identify with their motives. But do they identify with ours?

Instead what we are doing is “Counter-Terrorism”.

That means we are terrorist too. Are we?

For us “no, we are not”. For them “yes, we are”.

With this world full of terrorists the mantra became “We will kill them all”.

Dark cloud
In the sky;
Days are hot
Bright and dry!!!

End seemed so near;
Yet I survived
Out of fear.

Fire and smoke;
Burn my eyes!!!
Everyday…
My heart cries.

Crazy to solve the jigsaw
Day by day
Life has become
A seesaw.

Burning pain
All the time;
Living life…
Seems like crime.

Fighting it
Became my trend…
Can’t help…
Itz life…My best friend.

I don’t always tell you,
Your smile…
Makes me smile;
The tears you’ve made
Happy by sharing
You cared…

I don’t always tell you,
That the love you give
Brightened everyday I live.

I don’t always tell you,
That you eyes…
Touches my senses;
Gives me comfort,
With hugs and kisses.

Makes me feel you closer…
Even when you are too far;
But the most important of all
You cherish my hopes and dreams.

I don’t always tell you,
How much I love you
The memories we’ve known
All the laughter and fun.

And I just want to say
On this day, I set apart…
Darling I love you..
With all my heart.

Every new day,
Comes with same old ray;
And…
I wish it to turn night;
Mystic starry and bright.
Life stops me then…
With illusions
To capture my brain.
Hope and dreams to
Hold me back;
Courage to break them…
I alwayz lack.

Losing my mind it seems
Or just another illuding scream!
Lost as dark is lost in dark;
Invisible as spark
Is visible in sparks.

Closing my eyes….
I wont do;
As I call it desert of life…
and I want to know…

I want to know
The end of pain;
Want to know where…
Happiness in tears do rain!!!

Want to send u…
The Rainy smell;
To ring your heart’s bell.
To let you know…
It’s life – taught me….
To love you

Always l will be here,
Holding hands forever
coloring your silence
Removing all the tears,
My heart will be here
waiting for you;
Only for you dear…